every day i think of her
every second she is in my mine
and my love,my feelings r written on my face
but she does not read it
deap inside i do know
that she does read it
she will open her heart for me
i wiat for that day.......forever
Every night it turns to stone
The story of my love is written in
blood and tears all over my face
I aske my beloved to read it
She ignores it
I let her ignore
For one day i know that she will
look upon me
One day she will have to open
her heart.
One day
Poetry by Hamzah Khan
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Written on 2005-12-03 at 19:09
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every second she is in my mine
and my love,my feelings r written on my face
but she does not read it
deap inside i do know
that she does read it
she will open her heart for me
i wiat for that day.......forever
One Day
Every day my heart cries outEvery night it turns to stone
The story of my love is written in
blood and tears all over my face
I aske my beloved to read it
She ignores it
I let her ignore
For one day i know that she will
look upon me
One day she will have to open
her heart.
One day
Poetry by Hamzah Khan
Read 772 times
Written on 2005-12-03 at 19:09
Tags Love Cry Beloved
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